Aunt Zhang, who was adding water to everyone next to her, said after hearing this: "Look, what a good young man. It would be great if Alan could find such a husband!" When Lang Mo heard this, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Alan is not married?
? No, she looks like she is not thirty, but twenty-seven or eighty-eight. After hearing this, Alan said in embarrassment: "Auntie, look at you!..." Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhang said quickly: "Oh, my daughter.
, Don’t be offended, I talk too much, I deserve to be slapped.” After saying that, he glanced at Long Mo intentionally, and several other adults smiled knowingly.
After dinner, because the sunshine at noon was too strong, everyone had about two hours of rest time under the tree. Everyone was very tired and did not want to chat, so they rested separately. Seeing that Alan had been ignoring him, Lang Mo had to be alone.
He lay down casually on the ground and prepared to have a good sleep. He was also very tired. At this moment, a little girl with two pigtails came to him and asked: "You are the new big bad wolf principal of our school."
"?" Lang Mo took a look and saw that this girl was the little guy who worked with them, her name was Yingzi. She had a round face and was a very cute little girl. Lang Mo smiled and said: "Yingzi, my name is not Dahui.
Principal Wolf. My name is Principal Lang!" "Principal Wolf? What's the difference between that and the Big Bad Wolf Principal? Aren't they both wolves?" When everyone who was relaxing heard this, they laughed again. When Lang Mo heard this, he touched it.
He rubbed the back of his head, because this question was not easy to explain. Unexpectedly, Alan suddenly said: "Yingzi, yes, he is the principal of the Big Bad Wolf. From now on, you will call your principal like this." Lang Mo couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.
In the afternoon, I naturally continued working. By the time I finished work, it was almost seven o'clock. After the rice harvest was completed, the grains had to be picked back to the village and then dried in the sun. A load of millet weighs about one hundred kilograms. For
Lang Mo, a big man, naturally had to carry millet. One pole and two baskets filled with rice. When Lang Mo first carried it on his shoulders, he didn't feel it was too heavy. But the rice fields were several miles away from the village.
Less than halfway through the journey, he felt overwhelmed. His feet were as heavy as lead, and his shoulders were burning, more like burning. He really wondered why those short women could carry a load of millet and sway.
, running like flying, but he is like a Donald Duck, crooked and slowly falling behind. This is simply a man's shame.
As soon as Lang Mo fell behind, Alan had no choice but to accompany him to the village. Alan was in front and Lang Mo was behind. Looking at Alan's round buttocks twisting and turning while picking grains, Lang Mo was grinning tiredly from behind.
The pain was so painful that I could barely breathe, but my heart was full of lust and fantasies. Alan asked as he walked: "Do you want to take a rest?" "No!" "Don't show off!"
"Don't worry, I promise to carry the millet back to the village." Lang Mo replied while gritting his teeth. Now he felt that the strength of his two feet should not be a problem, but it was really uncomfortable for his shoulders to be pressed by the pole. But he was embarrassed to say that.
Stop and rest, otherwise it will be too embarrassing. The only way is to keep switching the pole between the left shoulder and the right shoulder.
Finally, Lang Mo carried a load of millet back to the village drying field. As soon as the load was released, he was like unloading a giant mountain. He stood on the ground with his waist bent, panting like a broken bellows. When Alan saw this, he was surprised.
He laughed and shook his head. Lang Mo had no choice but to make a face.
After dinner at Uncle Zhang’s house, it was already nine o’clock in the evening. Everyone dispersed and went back to their homes. Uncle Zhang’s home is at the entrance of the village, and Long Mo lives farthest. He is at the end of the village. Everyone went back together together.
When we arrived at home, in the middle of the village, only Alan and Langmo were left. The other people had already reached their homes on the road ahead.
Country people get up early and go to bed early. If it were not the busy farming season, many people might have gone to bed by now. When Lang Mo and Alan came to the front of Xiaoyun Restaurant, although the lights in some villagers' houses were still on
It's on, but there's no one on the village street. Alan: "I'm here. I'm tired today. You go back and rest early. Tomorrow, I have to go help Uncle Zhang. Are you still going?" Lang
Mo smiled and said: "Go, of course!" "By the way, remember to take a hot shower when you go back, otherwise it will be difficult to recover your strength." "Okay, I understand." Lang Mo walked towards the school a little reluctantly.
Because he wanted to sit in the restaurant for a while. Before walking a few steps, Alan suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I will go to school with you." After saying that, he went into the restaurant and took out Longmo's shoes.